I flew in from Edinburgh. Rented a car in Cape town.
Along the roadsides rubbish are piling up. People in rags are foraging for something to eat or to sell. Sadly, freedom turned into free fall.
The views slowly slide past until the vegetation becomes very sparse. I’m almost there. The hills, patchy scrubland on their backs, seems to swim out to the horizon in a sea of stone. The vast Karoo embraces me. I shrink to a dot. I am here, I lived here.
Under a dome of piercingly blue sky, I can dream of the past.
Along the roadsides rubbish are piling up. People in rags are foraging for something to eat or to sell. Sadly, freedom turned into free fall.
The views slowly slide past until the vegetation becomes very sparse. I’m almost there. The hills, patchy scrubland on their backs, seems to swim out to the horizon in a sea of stone. The vast Karoo embraces me. I shrink to a dot. I am here, I lived here.
Under a dome of piercingly blue sky, I can dream of the past.
